I'm home, home feels so good!
During these days away from home, Dong Huiying was actually quite exhausted.
Outside was not like home; she had to worry about many things, especially since Zhi Chen had left the Golden Triangle without a word, leaving her with a heavy heart. Dong Huiying often feared that Haoming would notice, and that Lao Si would start worrying with her. So she had to put on an optimistic facade, but in reality, her heart was like it was being fried in oil, tormented terribly.
Home, such a simple word. But what exactly is it?
She thought that home is the place one always longs for, no matter how far away you are or where you are; it's always the place you must return to.
For her, her home was not just a place, but a group of people.
Her home resided in these people. Wherever these people were, that was where her home was. They not only represented her life but were everything in her life to come, her entire existence.
